Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

At this moment, Ye Qingqing's heart was extremely conflicted. The fund she had casually purchased out of love for its associated company had tripled in value!

What was most terrifying was that Song Yun had actually been able to spot this obscure and unpopular fund among many others days before, such horror!

In this world, there's probably no investor who can foresee the future as if they already knew, investing a large amount of money in an unpopular fund in advance.

It seemed that her husband's mysterious aura had just gained a few more layers.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingqing felt immensely joyful.

After all, who doesn't want their husband to be outstanding? The more impressive Song Yun was, the deeper her love for him grew!

Meanwhile, Song Yun returned home and idly browsed videos.

He wondered what Ye Qingqing, that little girl, was up to now. It had been so many days since she had contacted him, and he didn't know if she had bought the Jinling Fund he recommended.

Sigh, all things considered, Song Yun missed her a little.

The next day, Song Yunkai drove his Lamborghini Veneno, planning to visit Ye Qingqing's company.

On the way, he passed by the university he had once attended.

Song Yun parked the car by the roadside and, looking at the bustling university students at the campus gates, his eyes revealed a trace of envy.

Once upon a time, he was one of them, and back then, campus love was untainted by money; his university life with Su Luting had been, overall, quite warm and sweet.

But everything changed after graduation; the ravages of society, the blows from family life, made Song Yun feel that, in essence, feelings were just so-so. If it hadn't been for Ye Qingqing's timely appearance, Song Yun would have already turned into a libertine by now.

Song Yun envied these exuberant university students, little knowing that these very students also envied him sitting in the car.

Since there were only a few Lamborghini Venenos in the world, its appearance immediately drew the eyes of countless students.

Even a few female students specially stood behind the sports car to take selfies.

And just then, the car window was knocked on.

Song Yun opened the window curiously and when he saw the bent figure outside, his expression turned a bit excited.

"Holy shit, Ye Zi!"

Song Yun got out of the car and hugged the man in front of him.

Ye Zi, slightly embarrassed, touched the back of his head and said with a smile, "It really is you, I thought I was seeing things..."

Ye Zi was also Song Yun's college roommate; the two had a good relationship and would often touch base online.

"Hahaha, after all these years, you're still the same, blushing and looking like a girl whenever you're embarrassed," Song Yun teased, patting Ye Zi on the chest.

Although Ye Zi often blushed, he was actually a tall fellow standing at 1.8 meters, creating such a stark contrast that a then-freshmen Song Yun was caught off guard, even suspecting for a time that Ye Zi was gay.

"Brother Song, you just keep getting more handsome. If our classmates saw you now, I bet they'd chase you all the way to your house...", Ye Zi said with a smile, "And now you're getting richer and richer, driving a sports car no less!"

"Just playing around with it," Song Yun said, waving a hand: "It's been so long, let's find a place where I can treat you, let's catch up."

"Alright, today I'll be shameless and eat your food like a dog of a landlord!"

After getting into the car, Song Yun prepared to drive away. The female student who had been taking selfies behind the car twirled her hair and approached.

She bent down and, flashing a goddess-like smile at Song Yun, asked, "Handsome, can I add your WeChat?"

"Sorry, don't have the time."

"No worries, just a quick scan!"

Seeing the girl's persistent gaze and other passersby getting ready to approach for his WeChat, Song Yun shook his head, rolled up the window, and sped away with a push on the gas pedal.

Sitting in the car, Ye Zi curiously examined the interior decorations, touching here and there, his eyes filled with envy.

Lamborghini, oh!

This is a luxury car!

Wouldn't I have to live without eating or drinking for probably twenty years to afford it?

"Brother Song, this must be three or four million, right?"

Hearing this, Song Yun smiled a smile but said nothing.

"Brother Song, what were the specs of the car when you bought it? The top configuration?"

"Hehe, you're right."

After a while, Ye Zi sneakily took out his phone and started searching: Lamborghini top configuration, how much?

What caught his eye was the recommended image of Lamborghini models. Ye Zi opened the link and carefully browsed through it.

After a few seconds, he suddenly looked up, damn!!!

This isn't just an ordinary sports car!

This car is the limited-edition Venom!!!

Forget about not eating or drinking for twenty years, even for a lifetime, I couldn't afford it!!!

Thinking back to when he estimated the car to be three or four million, Ye Zi felt his face getting hot.

...

Song Yunkai drove Ye Zi to a private restaurant. On the way, the two of them chatted on and off. That's what Ye Zi had going for him—no matter how rich you are, if you're my brother, you're my brother. Even if you're broke, I won't look down on you. As brothers, we shouldn't tangle over money too much; it's bad for the relationship.

Through their chat, Song Yun learned that Ye Zi was about to get married, now burdened with a mortgage and car loans, under pressure that was anything but small.

When he found out that Song Yun was already married, his eyes bulged in surprise.

"Brother Song, to be honest, if I were as rich as you, I wouldn't get married! Wouldn't it be nicer to travel and date beauties every day?"

Hearing this, Song Yun laughed. It seemed his little brother was still the same as in college—though shy, he couldn't hide his cheekiness!

The two laughed and joked until they arrived at the place to eat. After parking the car, they entered the yard.

The private restaurant had good reviews online, covering several acres of land, with a Suzhou-style garden constructed inside, and the ancient-style architecture made one wonder if they had traveled back to ancient times.

Upon entering, Song Yun told the lady wearing the qipao at the front desk about the room he had reserved.

"I'm sorry, sir. That room was promised by our manager to an old customer. Would the main hall be okay?"

The waitress clasped her hands together, continuously apologizing.

Song Yun furrowed his brows but remained silent. This wasn't the waitress's fault, and it wouldn't be right to take his anger out on her, yet this move had indeed disgusted him.

"It's fine, Brother Song, we can just casually eat something," said Ye Zi, quickly trying to calm him down.

"Then, please arrange a quiet spot."

Once seated, Song Yun and Ye Zi each took a menu and started to order.

Song Yun was indifferent; with more than 100 million funds lying in his account, even dining here every day wouldn't make him go broke.

But Ye Zi was different. Seeing the dishes costing thousands on the menu, his eyes nearly popped out.

In the end, only after Song Yun insisted did Ye Zi carefully pick a few of the cheaper dishes.

Meanwhile, at the entrance of the private restaurant, a girl dressed in a sexy skirt, with both physique and facial features that were nothing short of stunning, laughed and talked with a few friends.

"I've been to this place before. The chef's Suzhou cuisine is very authentic. You guys should really savor it later."